Mixed Miners

"Big bell, we can start!"

Standing in the middle of the square in front of the Lingxiao Palace, watching the two tree roots that are still blushing and swaying, Yang Ling screamed the soul of the heart and summoned the chaotic purple bell.

"This is done, I can finally get rid of it!" The big bell hangs over the top of Yangling, and the tone is slightly excited.

"What are we going to do?" Yang Ling was also quite excited, and Ling Ling looked at the two roots of his cheeks and blushing red, and he was very nervous and clutched Yang Ling's hand.

"Let all defenses go, consciousness is integrated into the spirits, I will guide you to complete the fusion, remember, because the consciousness of chaos is very strong, there may be some unexpected situations in the fusion, but remember to keep the heart Don't let your own consciousness get lost, or you will fall into the consciousness of chaos and become part of it. Memory will never come out."

After the chaotic purple gold bell was finished, a purple brilliance came out to cage the two.

"Beginning, start!" Yang Ling nodded, completely converging his soul, and then fell on the purple roots of the tree, the spirit of the beginning also closed his eyes, the consciousness fell on the golden roots.

"When ~"

With a ringing ringing sound in Yang Ling’s mind, the whole system suddenly quieted down and everything was in a state of solidification.

At about the same time, Yang Ling’s consciousness sank into the endless gray clouds, fluttering and ignoring where he was, not feeling the time and feeling the space, no world, no everything, all the memories disappeared. The clean, only one thought left, that is, the desire, the inexhaustible desire to suppress, like a volcano buried deep in the ground to erupt, but how can not find a catharsis exit, in Under such extreme repression, he madly collided in the gray clouds, resembling a beast of hair, and venting all the opposite sexes that could be found on the ground.

Finally, under his crazy search, he saw a woman, bathed in the golden light, could not see her face, and seemed to be drifting away from him.

Yang Ling has been completely filled with endless desires at this time, and there is no sensible reason. He growls and rushes up, hugs the woman in the golden light, squats under his body, and even has no time to see her face. .

At this time, above the square, the two humanoid trees that are huddled together are more frantic, and the colorful clouds that have been suspended on the top of the two trees have begun to roll up violently. Released on the branches above the roots of the two trees into the body of the two roots, and the silver crystals rolling under the feet of the two trees are also sprayed like springs to spread around, and will soon stand next to them. The bodies of Yang Ling and Ling Chuxin are wrapped in, and they are completely integrated with the two roots. Among the silver and the dense electric awns, it is impossible to distinguish between two people or two trees, only one purple gold. The large bell is suspended in the center of the square, emitting a purple radiance, and the four rune lights on the top are constantly rotating, constantly blending into the silver crystal.

Time does not know how long the past.

Yang Ling opened his eyes and found himself lying on a wooden bed, surrounded by strange environment, rough wooden tables and chairs, narrow windows and doors, seemed to be in an ancient civilian family.

Where is this?

Yang Ling climbed up after a long time, only to find that he was exhausted, as if his strength was exhausted, struggling to open the patched quilt. As the air scrolled, he seemed to smell a faint scent. Like the body fragrance of a girl.

I dragged my tired body and walked slowly to the window sill. There were a few simple items on the wooden table, an old bronze mirror with a palm-sized size, a broken wooden comb that seemed to have been used for countless years, and a hand-stitched purse. There are fish bone needles and twine next to it.

Just a few things like this, simple and rough to unreasonable, as if time has returned to thousands of years ago.

Yang Ling took these things one by one and looked at them again and put them down.

who am I?

How can I be in this place?

How did I come?

Yang Ling wants to break his head and can't figure it out. He doesn't know where he is, and he doesn't know the ins and outs. From the moment he wakes up, he doesn't even know who he is.

After a few minutes of standing, Yang Ling walked slowly to the door and gently pushed the door open.

"Oh yeah~"

As the rough wooden door was pushed open, a glare of white light made him couldn't help but close his eyes, and waited until he slowly opened his eyes to adjust to the light before he saw the situation outside the door.

A small yard with some strange flowers and plants, and a variety of large and small dried fish hanging on the wooden frame in the middle of the yard, gently swaying in the wind under the sunlight, blowing in the wind With a salty wet breath.

The yard was quiet, and a few birds screamed on the branches outside the yard, looking serene and serene together.

Yang Ling walked slowly into the yard and looked around. This is a house made up of three cabins. It seems that he should live in a family, continue to the door of the yard, push open the simple fence door, and follow a winding After a few hundred meters of the path, a vast blue sea is in front of you. There is a wooden boat on the beach. A middle-aged couple and a 12-year-old girl are sorting out the nets.

From the clothing, you can see that this is a poor person~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The clothes on the three are very simple and even worn, patched and patched.

Year-round seaside life, middle-aged couples with rough skin and dark complexion, although the girl's skin is white, but it is not clean, thin and thin, and there are traces of wind and sun on the delicate face.

"What is this place?" Yang Ling dragged his tired body and walked over to ask.

"Aber, you finally woke up?" The three men stopped their movements, and the middle-aged man stunned his face with a smile.

The girl was a bit shy, and she put a fish in her hand and was overwhelmed.

"Xiao Qing A Niang, you go back to the Aberdeen to eat some food, and finally wake up to make up the body!" The middle-aged said to the woman.

"Xiao Qing..." Yang Ling seems to think of something, but if he wants to break his head, he doesn't think about anything. The brain is still blank.

The middle-aged woman did not speak, and nodded and smiled at Yang Ling and turned away.

"Aberdeen, you can really be a big life!" The middle-aged man squatted down and continued to sort out the fishing net and said, "This is the land of China. I met you in the sea four days ago. I thought you were dead. I don’t want to pick you up. I didn’t expect to be soaked in the sea. I don’t know how long it will take a breath...”

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